Chapter 1975: : Extra 88

When the big guy heard that Feng Meng was in the transfer, there was a leak, and they all pinched a cold sweat for her.
Especially Xiaoling, the first time after receiving the news, she ran to the VIP lounge and smashed the faint Feng Meng of her sleep.
"Meng Meng sister, you don't want to sleep soon, hurry home to pack up and pack your bags, take your little bag and wander around the world."
Feng Mengmeng was covered in a pillow, and his voice was sullen: "What happened, but also sinned?"
Xiaoling was in a hurry and began to smash the quilt: "Of course it is a big deal. You know, the company has lost 600 million yuan. The president has made a big temper. He said that he must catch the culprit and let her fill it up. This loophole."
Six billion losses - Feng Mengmeng's mouth became O-shaped, rounded for two seconds, and grinned again -
Big BOSS that stupid man, this time you have to cry in the toilet, do you want to be merciful, lend him a petite shoulder, let him rely on it?
Xiaoling looked at Feng Mengmeng’s snicker like a little fox, and she reached out and touched her forehead with incomprehensible thoughts: "Hot fever? The brain burned out? Mengmeng sister, you let the company lose 600 million yuan, president The grown up is estimated to be cutting you with a big knife. Can you still be so happy? Is it really stupid?"
"You are stupid!! Sixty billion in the area, in the blink of an eye, the roots are clouds -" Feng Mengmen turned a big eye.
In this life, even the six billion R Yuan Dumu has seen it. It’s too shameful to use Mao’s grandfather to scare the noble exercise. It’s the charm of money like dirt!
However - just now Xiaoling seems to be saying -
Feng Mengmeng's brain flashed a white light, slamming, slamming from the bed, pointing at his nose, his face looked incredulous.
"No, what did you say? I let the company lose six billion?"
Xiaoling looked at the expression of U. "You think I am talking about it. In the morning, Director Su gave you a bunch of documents, and there is a transfer slip for TM. Who knows that you are careless and mistyped. A number, that six billion will be transferred to someone else's account - the president for this matter, Zheng Hedong Griffin!"
From Xiao Ling’s panicked expression, Feng Mengmeng seems to have seen his tragic future crushed by Mao’s grandfather—
Before I even had time to speak, the door of the VIP lounge was opened.
Su Yali took a printed remittance voucher in her hand, and by the way, she took the confession of several financial departments and pointed out the evil behavior of Feng Mengmeng.
"Miss Feng, please, the president and the directors of the board, can all wait for you in the conference room -"
The little man in Feng Mengmeng’s heart wails: No, it’s a wrong number. It’s necessary to have no food at noon, so I will bring a group of beaters to catch people?
It is illegal to use lynching!
Feng Mengmeng is still a clever girl, both eyes turned over, want to pretend to die, who knows, Su Yali's evil wife brought the man, a little bit of pity and jealousy, there is no feeling, directly slid her two paws Like a chicken, she took her out of the VIP lounge.
When arriving at the conference room, Feng Mengmen first extended his claws and was very friendly and greeted Yu Ying and Long Yifeng.